canon au } { post-s4, of unfortunate sibling encounters and wedding plans

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Dawn: [is curled up in a corner of the loft, grading term papers and totally not sneaking flipping through wedding magazines behind them because HEY SHE'S GETTING MARRIED and now she needs to actually look at these things, but she's being subtle about it because they haven't exactly discussed it much beyond the getting married part]

Derek: [and he's returning from helping Sheriff Stilinski with an old case he wanted a second pair of eyes on. He comes bearing coffee and scones from the bakery] You aren't done yet?

Dawn: [glances up with a bit of a blink before flipping the book with the magazine in it closed] Nope. Rough batch.

Derek: Well, good thing I brought you a pick me up. [goes to hand her the coffee and sits next to her, the bag of scones between them.] How bad are the papers?

Dawn: Just the usual mid-semester burn out. [goes to peer in the bag] Oooh are those scones?

Derek: Yes, fresh batch that came out of the oven when I walked in.

Dawn: I love you.

Derek: I love you too. [and he's even going to let her grab the first one before he claimed his.]

Dawn: [best fiancé] So what were you up to today?

Derek: Helping the Sheriff look at an old case to see if there was anything supernatural involved.

Dawn: Get lucky?

Derek: Yeah. It was a classic Wendigo case.

Dawn: [makes a face] Wendigos are the worst.

Derek: Yeah, I know. But it links back to the one that's in Eichen House, which is good.

Dawn: Good.

Derek: You going to be doing these much longer?

Dawn: I think I'm free to be distracted.

Derek: Good. [leans in to kiss her]

Dawn: [hums happily as she keeps him back, her hands moving to set the stacks of paper to the side so she can pull him closer]

Derek: [he opens his eyes and sees the edge of the magazine sticking out from the book and papers and goes to reach for it while moving closer]

Dawn: [totally oblivious because mmmmmm kissing. this is what happens when she's been stuck with term papers all day]

Derek: [and yup, he's going to see the magazine and smile against her lips]

Dawn: [not that she minds the smiling but she'll pull back just a little] What?

Derek: I didn't realize this was required reading for the class. [holds up the magazine]

Dawn: [her mouth falters for a moment before she responds] I've been thinking of adding it in. Very educational.

Derek: Um hmm. [and he's going to lean back, flipping through it] Very educational.

Dawn: [no ... but ... the kissing. SIGH. Dawn will shift so that she's sitting next to him more] Is it bad that I'm excited?

Derek: No, not at all. I just... I thought you would have had this all planned out when you were, like fifteen.

Dawn: Well, when I was fifteen I was kind of worried about actually dating a guy, never mind getting him to fall in love with me enough to marry me. Plus with the whole Key thing ... I just never really considered the option too seriously. I have a lot of catching up to do.

Derek: We don't have to do anything too big if you don't want to.

Dawn: I never said I didn't want big. I ... don't really know what I want beyond a dress and a cake and you. Everything else we can figure out.

Derek: Well, the dress I'm not supposed to see you in until that day...

Dawn: So no, you can't help with that. Buffy is taking on dress shopping duties, provided we actually set a date.

Derek: Hopefully before whatever date we set for the wedding.

Dawn: That is the plan.

Derek: Do you have a preference for when we want to set it?

Dawn: [she pauses for a moment as she thinks] Well, how long do we want to wait?

Derek: I was thinking during one of the longer school breaks so that we can have ample time for a honeymoon.

Dawn: [her head bobs a bit in agreement] Yes, that would be good. Lots of honeymoon time.

Derek: Plus Cora would be able to be here.

Dawn: Like she doesn't come down here all the time anyway.

Derek: At least we already know who her date is.

Dawn: We do. And we like him to boot.

Derek: Most days.

Dawn: And we already know who Buffy and Laura's dates are too.

Derek: This whole inter-pack dating is working well on our guest list.

Dawn: It is. [she pauses for a moment, before grabbing a sheet of paper and making a list, titling it: "Wedding Guest List". Underneath it goes Stiles, Cora, Laura, Parrish, Buffy and Peter in a list] Then there's the rest of the pack, so Scott and Kira, Allison and Isaac, Malia, Liam. [a pause] Lydia?

Derek: Yeah. She’s part of Scott's pack.

Dawn: [nods and adds Lydia's name before she keeps writing] The Berkeley Squad, Willow, Xander, their respective dates should they have them. Giles. Spike and Angel.

Derek: [nods, watching the list grow] Verity and her cousin Sarah.

Dawn: Faith. Lindsay, Sam and Dean and their brood.

Derek: With Spike and Angel, we can't have this in a church I take it.

Dawn: Not necessarily. They just can't touch the crucifixes and stuff. I mean, Angelus liked to hang out in convents.

Derek: Do you want have it in a church? We don't have to.

Dawn: [she shrugs] I don't care either way. It's not like we're religious.

Derek: No, not really. [thinks] I've got the land of the preserve...

Dawn: [glances up to him] You wanna?

Derek: I actually think it'd be nice to have some happy memories there again.

Dawn: [smiles a bit] Okay. So we'll do it at the preserve. Which means we should probably have an evening wedding, so as not to have our vampire guests spontaneously combust.

Derek: And not winter so the humans don't freeze.

Dawn: [nods, drawing her mouth to the side before glancing up at him] What if we do it for fall break? After daylight's saving so it wouldn't have to be too late, but also not freezing?

Derek: That works. And it'll give me enough time to get something built in the area. [he had been debating on what to have rebuilt in the open swath of land where the house had been destroyed, and a gazeebo and reception area would be a nice space that his family would be able to use for years moving forward]

Dawn: Okay. [small smile, before glancing back down to the guest list] Anyone else we're missing?

Derek: [reads it] I should extend an invitation to Satomi and Deaton. They were my mother's friends. Stilinski, Argent and Melissa too.

Dawn: [nods as she adds them to the list] Should we give them plus ones?

Derek: Depends - can we tell Melissa to make up her mind and choose to take Stilinski.

Dawn: I don't know about that. I heard from Laura who heard from Parrish that the Sheriff has had a bit of a bounce in his step since he got back from the at Sheriff's convention.

Derek: Oh really?

Dawn: [nods] But all I know is second hand gossip, so I have no idea what the real story is.

Derek: Well, we will have to look into it.

Dawn: [marks them all down as plus ones for now] So that's ... forty so far.

Derek: That's a lot, and yet still manageable.

Dawn: Yep. And I think it's a good list. [she runs her eyes over the list of names for a moment before adding "Andrew" at the bottom of it] I lied, forty one.

Derek: Does Andrew need a plus one?

Dawn: I highly doubt it. If he does, he'll ask.

Derek: If he does, we have forty two. [smirks a bit]

Dawn: Also a good number.

Derek: A good number? It's the answer to everything in the universe. [please remember your fiancé is a literature nerd]

Dawn: Again, I repeat: I love you.

Derek: I love you too. [and he's been flipping through the magazine and stops to idly look at a picture] And I think I need to buy you this, just for you to have. [wedding lingerie]

Dawn: [she snorts a bit before taking the magazine from him] That is another thing the groom isn't supposed to see until the wedding.

Derek: But it won't bring bad luck.

Dawn: No, but it should still be a surprise.

Derek: I'll act surprised.

Dawn: [shakes her head] Nope. You need to be for real surprised.

Derek: [suffering sigh] Fine.

Dawn: But you can see a lot of me before that.

Derek: It would be a very long six months if I didn't get to see you during it.

Dawn: And let's face it, we don't have that much willpower.

Derek: Only when we're being stubborn.

Dawn: And I have a feeling that sex is something we are not that stubborn about.

Derek: Stubborn is far from the right emotion on that.

Dawn: Unless, of course, we're trying to make it last longer.

Derek: Mmm, true.

Dawn: But now we can go on having no willpower about sex with each other for ... pretty much the rest of our lives.

Derek: I like that plan.

Dawn: Me too. It's a good-feeling plan.

Derek: [he leans in to kiss her] A plan we can act on that plan anytime you feel like it.

Dawn: [nods slightly into the kiss before kissing him back] Repeatedly. And it can be applied to a lot of different scenarios.

Derek: [And he's just going to pull her closer]

Dawn: [she goes easily, shifting a bit so that she can move to straddle his lap and feel him pressed against her completely]

Derek: [yeah, he likes that and she will feel it after a bit as he grinds his hips playfully against her, his hands running up her sides]

Dawn: [there's a small happy noise at that as she pushes her hips back down to meet him, providing a nice counter to the feelings he's giving her]

Derek: [breaks the kiss to kiss along her jaw] We're not due for any visitors today, right?

Dawn: Uh-uh. [she shakes her head just enough for him to feel the motion but not dislodge him] But that might not stop them from dropping by anyway.

Derek: Well, then they will just have to be embarrassed that they didn't call to warn us. [and he's going to be pulling your shirt off, Dawn. Oops]

Dawn: [whoops. but she won't be complaining because she's working on his as well, leaning in for the feeling of skin on skin]

Derek: [her bra is next, and Derek's not worried about people being able to see into the loft so yeah. He will kiss her some more, and then lean down to kiss and suck on her breasts]

Dawn: [she whimpers softly at the sensation, one hand coming up to slide her fingers through his hair to pull him closer, while the other trails over his chest, letting her nails drag just slightly against his skin on occasion]

Derek: [and he's going to take his time with her breasts, teasing them with lips, tongue and teeth. His hands will slide down her sides, over her ass and grab her to pull her nice and hard against his hips as he thrusts up.]

Dawn: [she moans softly as he makes that connection with their hips, grinding down against him to get as much as she can out of every motion] Pants ... we need less pants.

Derek: Obviously you need to wear more skirts. [his hands slip forward to start on her button and fly though]

Dawn: [smirks a but as she does the same for him] More skirts, huh?

Derek: I'm easier to get out than you in these situations.

Dawn: Very true.

Derek: Stand up. [so he could push those jeans down for you, Dawn]

Dawn: [does as she's told before kicking the last of her clothing off to the side before reaching forward to tug at his jeans to get them off his hips without her on top of them.]

Derek: [he will lift his hips to help her, and then hold out his arms to pull her back in.]

Dawn: [which she will go willingly, sliding her arms around his shoulders and leaning in to kiss him deeply]

Derek: [and he's going to shift and guide her to sit down in a way that will let him slide up deep inside of her with a happy groan against her lips]

Cora: [is sneaking home because Stiles is on spring break starting this week and she was going to ride back up with him and hole up in Dawn and Derek's apartment for all non-class related things and Dawn said she could swing by and pick up the key when she was getting ready to drive back with Stiles. SHE TEXTED BEFORE SHE CAME BUT YOU ALL WERE IGNORING YOUR PHONES. SHE DID EVERYTHING RIGHT. Plus she lives here, so she's not going to be thinking about her newly engaged brother and just intending to pop in and pop out when she opens the door, gets an eyeful and PROMPTLY SLAMS IT OH GOD SHE CAN'T UNSEE THAT NOW]

Dawn: [her head snaps around as the door slams] What was that?

Derek: [his head snaps up and give him a second] Oh shit, Cora.

Dawn: [there's another second and] ... Oh God, I totally forgot.

Derek: Get up... clothes... [damnit. Damn damn damn]

Dawn: [gets up and does as she's told, pulling on her shirt and pants and trying not to feel incredibly terrible. She's not succeeding at the latter.]

Derek: [and he's up and dressed quickly, very uncomfortable in his jeans but sudden sister really killed his mood and he's going to bite the bullet and be the one to walk to the door and open it, not looking directly at her] Sorry...

Cora: [is sitting just outside the doorframe, hands over her eyes, very annoyed] This is why Dawn made you build walls.

Derek: [yeah, he's already embarrassed enough] You were supposed to call.

Cora: I did. I texted Dawn that I was coming.

Derek: Texts aren't calling. [one makes a single beep, the other rings long enough to get people's attention]

Cora: Well, it's worked in the past.

Derek: [nods] Well, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were on your way.

Cora: [she shakes her head because there's nothing they can do about it now] Can I just have the key for the apartment please?

Derek: Yeah, give me a sec and I'll get it. [he'd offer for her to come in, but that's probably a moot point]

Cora: [yeah, nope, she's not moving. She can't really look at either of them right now]

Derek: [is going to go get the key from where they had it waiting and bring it back out to her] You know how to get into the parking garage?

Cora: [nods, taking the key blindly as she gets up to her feet] Thanks. [and with that she is going to run like the wind. Sorry, Stiles, your girlfriend might be off sex for a little bit]

Stiles: [damnit Derek]

Derek: [sighs and closes the door] And that is going to haunt me.

Dawn: [sympathetic face] I'm sorry.

Derek: As she reminds me, this is why I have walls around my bedroom. But she was supposed to call.

Dawn: [frowns before reaching for her phone and cringes] She did text and say she was coming.

Derek: [goes to flop down on the couch and put his head in his hands]

Dawn: [sighs softly as she moves over and rubs his back gently] It's a rite of passage for all siblings.

Derek: Catching the older sibling having sex?

Dawn: Either sibling really. Be grateful it wasn't you walking in on her and Stiles?

Derek: Yeah, that's true. I should tell Laura we need to just not go through this.

Dawn: I'm sure she will appreciate that.

Derek: [shakes his head] Needless to say, the moment is gone.

Dawn: That moment, yes. But ... we could probably make a new moment if you wanted to?

Derek: Not right now. I don't think I can.

Dawn: Then why don't we take a walk and maybe see a movie and see how it goes?

Derek: Yeah, we can do that. If you can take that long of a break from the papers.

Dawn: I need that long of a break. Let's do it.

Derek: [nods, getting up] Alright, let's go.

Dawn: [nods and off they go to have some date time]